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My strokes become even faster and harder. I can’t hold on much longer.
Devon…
I need to come.
My darling…
I squeeze even more.
My love…
I toss my head back with a groan as my balls tighten.
I see her face, the light in her eyes.
Fucker!
“Fuck!” I grit out, crouching forward as I pump one more time. Before my fingers reach the base of my cock again, I feel the force of my seed as it shoots out of me, splashing on the dark gray tiles covering the wall and dripping down my hand, leaving me once more spent but unsatisfied and still hard.
I’m too far gone. Only the real thing would do, but that I cannot have.
CHAPTER5
Lynn
Sookie smiles at me, her green eyes —so unnervingly similar to those of her brother and yet so different at the same time, more light, more open, less disturbing— crinkle at the corners as she tilts her head of curly blonde hair to the side, holding a mocha and beige, striped cocktail dress out for my perusal. “What about this one, Lynn?” she asks.
I shake my head. Is she kidding me? “Hon, you’re twenty-two, not eighty-two! Why would you wear such an unflattering combination of hues? You’d look dead in this thing!”
Jane has a pained expression on her face, lips in a thin line. “And stripes too? Why would you do that to yourself, Sookie?” she passes her a lovely pale yellow, wrap-around gown.
“Now, that’s a thing you would look gorgeous in, Sook!” I tell her, squeezing her shoulder.
Sookie bites the corner of her mouth, just like her brother sometimes does.
Ugh! Why does he keep popping into my head?
The asshole is constantly intruding!
Serves me right, I guess, for being such close friends with his baby sister, but it wasn't a choice, really. Sookie is too damn nice for anyone not to want to call her a friend.
She is like the little sister I never had, and since Janie and I met her through Tony and Carl five years ago, we sort of adopted her.
The only problem is that she comes in a package with his Highness, the Duke of Assholesville. They all do.
“You guys… I don’t know about it. Maybe it’s a little too revealing.” Sookie huffs in frustration and drops the pretty dress back on the counter. “I am hopeless! I suck at picking clothes!”
"Well then, it's a good thing you want to be a lawyer and not a personal shopper, Sook," I tell her and hold another dress for her. This is in a lovely shade of pink.
She giggles and looks at Jane, who suddenly bursts out laughing.
I feel like I’m missing something. “What? What did I say?”
Sookie takes the dress from me and valiantly tries to stop laughing, but apparently, she can't.
The more she laughs, the more Jane snorts.
"You would not believe it," Sookie says, disappearing in one of the changing stalls with the two gowns, the hideous striped concoction thankfully forgotten.
